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"Hold him!" Mal shouted.

"I am!" Grahm said, struggling to restrain the
vampire, "Hurry up!"

Mal slid his stake out and staked the vampire.

"Good job." Grahm said,
high fiving Mal, "Team work."

"Why isn't the Slayer
doing this again?" Mal asked.

"The gang is catching up." Grahm said.

"I thought you were part of the gang." Mal said.

"I'm talking inner circle here," Grahm said, "The
three that have been there longest." He said, walking alongside Mal.

"And the watcher?" Mal asked.

"And the Watcher." Grahm said.

"And the vampire?" Mal asked.

Grahm stopped in his tracks, thinking about what
Mal had just said.

-

"So, they're trying to get the Master out? I can't
say it's a shock." Kelly said as they sat around the table. The gang had just finished dinner and were heading into the
living room to talk. The conversation had detailed everything that had happened
since Kelly had gone into the coma, so that she wouldn't be left out. As they
sat in the living room, Kelly continued her questions as she sat on the couch,
"So, it wasn't Lestat who sucked my blood?"

"It was, but it wasn't." Doug answered, sitting in
the chair beside the couch.

"You see, the Master came back with some
extraordinary powers that we had not foreseen." Cale explained, sitting beside
Kelly on the couch, "The Watcher Diaries detail his powers, but they neglect
these new ones."

"So, the Master is a bigger threat that the Slayer
vamps?" Kelly asked.

"He's mega-old." I said, sitting on arm of the
chair where Doug was sitting, "And he can control said vampires, so I would say
that he's the bigger threat."

"Thanks." I said, "In the mean time, I'm going to
go and see if I can find Lestat."

There was a knock on the door.

"Hey, Ke..." I said,
opening the door to see Mal and Grahm standing on the porch, "Saved you two
plates in the kitchen." I said, walking back to Doug.

"Thanks." Mal said, excitedly heading to the
kitchen.

"Um, I kind of wanted to," Grahm said, looking
around, "...Talk."

"Whatcha
looking for?"
I asked.

"Lestat." He said.

Doug let out a chuckle, "Um, I think Mal's having trouble finding the food." He said,
disappearing into the kitchen.

"He's not here." I said.

"You let him off the leash?" Grahm joked.

"Yeah, but he obeys the whip." I sighed, "When are
you two going to make up."

"When's he not going to be a vampire?" Grahm asked.

"When he's dead." I answered.

"Exactly," Grahm said, "Why do you keep him
around?"

"He's helpful." I said, "He's the only other person with actual powers around
here."

"What about Doug?" Grahm asked.

"I meant...look, Grahm..." Grahm kissed me. It was soft
and passionate and made my body melt. It shut me up, that's for sure.

Grahm detached his lips from mine, "Sorry, I...I
probably overstepped my bounds and..." I kissed him. It shut him up. We stood
there, in my living room, kissing until we heard the door and pulled away from
each other.

"Just that Grahm and Austin are getting together, then maybe one of us will be able to stake you." Doug said.

Lestat said nothing, he turned and left.

"Oh crap." Doug said, "You and your big mouth." He
said to himself.

-

At around
3:00 a.m., there was a knock at my door. I came down, a little more irritated
than I would usually be, and opened the door. Before I could say "What in the
Hell are you doing here at the time in the morning?!",
Lestat blew past me and into my living room.

"Hello to you too." I said, following him.

"I had to see you." Lestat said.

I yawned, "Any particular reason why?" I asked.

"I lo..."

"Wait! Wait!" I said quickly, "What are you doing?"

"You cannot be with soldier boy!" Lestat said.

"What?" I asked.

"Doug told me that you are with..."

"You saw Doug?" I asked.

"And he..."

"At the time of the night?" I asked.

Lestat stopped, "I love you." He said.

I hadn't heard those words in that real sense
since...Connor.

"Don't..." I said, taking a seat on my couch.

"I cannot help it." Lestat said, "Do you think I
welcomed these feelings?"

"Feelings?" I asked, "How can you even
feel?"

"Does it truly matter?" Lestat asked, "I feel them.
They own me."

"I'm sorry." I said, "It's not...if I didn't have
feelings for you, there'd be no way in hell you'd be here."

"Then, we..."

"There is no we." I said
quickly, "Buffy..."

"I am sick of the Slayer! I am sick of Angel and I
am sick of Spike!" he said, moving over to me, "This is about us."

"Why do you love me?" I asked, "Love, it is love? Why me?"

"I do not know." Lestat said.

"The thing is..."

"The soldier." Lestat said dejectedly.

"No. Life. Look, there's
an uber-vamp out there that's more dangerous than the
actual Ubervamps." I said, "You two are just going to
have to wait."

"Then you will choose?" Lestat asked.

"I probably won't have to." I said sadly, "You're
supposed to be downstairs."